Just The Usual ~ Ianthony

Chapter 13

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How could I be so incontrol of my body? It was like I was fourteen again, the boy who got horny whenever a mild sex scene came on in a movie. Blushing, hands cupped over my crotch, I proceeded to run down the stairs. 

I bumped harshly against someone who almost went flying backwards. Luckily, using my ninja fast reflexes, I was able to save them by grabbing onto the front of their shirt and pulling them back up. I was shocked to see who was there. 

"Ian, you should really watch where you're going. You could have killed someone at the speed you were going at." David reprimanded me, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. He was the last person I wanted to bump into. My eyes narrowed and I scowled.

"Well, nobody died did they?" I mumbled sourly and looked at the floor, hoping the conversation would be over quickly so I could go home and deal with my problem. 

David laughed and ruffled his hand through my light brown hair, making it more of a mess than it was already. I hated it when he did that. It was so patronizing. "No. Don't worry about it. Uh..." His eyes somewhat traveled in the direction of lower body, taking in account that i was also wearing his clothes. My cheeks flushed when David let out a surprised sort of snicker. He raised an eyebrow at me and asked carefully. "Where were you just now?" 

I really didn't want to say it. God, I didn't, but I couldn't bring myself to lie. "Anthony's." I said, guilt filling my eyes as my cheeks grew warmer and warmer. 

"Ah-hah! You totally did it with him didn't you? You're wearing his clothes! I told you, you were gay." David cried in accomplishment. I couldn't have been more frustrated. That cocky bastard. It was none of his business to tell me whether I was gay or not. I mean...he was correct... but that's not the point!

I pushed past him, clenching my jaw and brushing frantically at the hair that fell over my face for the countless time that day. "You're so annoying, David. We didn't do anything! Why are you always so mean?" I suddenly yelled. It even surprised me! I never yell at my friends. But David wasn't really acting like a friend to me recently and I couldn't help but think he diserved it. 

"Oh come on, Ian. I'm only playing. Why cant you take a joke?" David frowned and shrugged his shoulders with a laugh.

Now that's another thing David did. He always tried to cast things off as a joke and make me believe I'm just over reacting. I felt hot angry tears fill my eyes as frustration bubbled up inside of me. 

I couldn't handle being laughed at again by him. Sure, I probably was over reacting and being a bit of a baby but I cant help it that I got erect! David probably would have too if Anthony did that to him!

"Shut up!" I shouted, not incredibly loud but enough to make him stop laughing. David seemed shocked with my outburst which made me oddly pleased with myself. "You're not funny!" I gestured to my hard on and added. "This is not funny and you, David are just an ass!"

My face was hot and as I felt a tear run down my cheek, I suddenly realized how mean I had just been. 

David wasn't really...an ass? Was he?

However, I didn't offer an appology like I normally would, instead I glared at him one last time and sprinted down the remaining stairs and out the door, leaving a startled and kind of upset looking David outside Anthony's door.

Instead of feeling guilty and regretful, I thought more of myself than I ever had. Is this what becoming a man felt like? I stood up for myself...for the first time!

Anthony's P.O.V.

Obviously I heard everything that had been going on outside my room. It was hard not to, since Ian's voice easily carried. I had to say I did feel a little sorry for the poor guy. Me and David hung out quite a lot and I knew how mean he could be without even trying.

"What's going on?" I questioned, opening my door for David to come in. David pushed passed me and kicked off his shoes carelessly. Ian was right, David was an ass. But he made me laugh so that's why we stayed friends. 

He sighed, looking extremely sorry for himself and hard done by. "Ian shouted at me." He grumbled, a bit pathetically if I'm being totally honest.

He scrunched up his nose and looked at me, waiting for some sort of reply like 'What a dick.' or 'I ain't no cactus expert but he sounds like a prick.'

"You diserved it." I replied, smirking and rolling my eyes at him. And he calls Ian childish. Oh give me a break. This guy was practically screaming kindergarten. 

Too my amusement he looked completely shocked by my lack of support for his tender feelings. David frowned and gurmbled in annoyance. "You know you're supposed to be on my side."

I had to go to the other room to hide my laughter. It would have made David ten times as mad to know I found it funny that he was looking for my pitty. As if I would give any. "Sorry, no can do this time, man."

He got up to follow me into the kitchen. I took out two beers from the fridge and chucked him one which he caught. "Why not? I didn't do anythi-"

I raised a hand to show him I wished to hear no more. "David. You so did everything wrong." I told him, laughing at how oblivious he was. "You tease the poor guy all the time about how clumsy he is. How would you like it if someone you admired and looked up to always put you down about your insecurities?" I popped open my can of moutain dew and took a sip of it. My eyebrows raised while I waited for David to answer.

I could tell by the look on his face that he at least seemed a little disheartened at what I just told him. "Oh I don't. Do I?" He asked, guilt and worry filling his face. 

"Uh, yeah. Another thing. We all know he's a closet gay but not everyone teases him about it the way you do. He's insecure about his sexuality so why don't you just leave him alone to figure himself out." I told him quietly, this time a lot more seriously.

David stared at the floor for a while but then retaliated with. "Don't act like I'm the only bad guy. You basically seduced him earlier. He came running out of here with his hands covering his bloody hard on for christ sake!" He glared at me. I wasn't expecting that. Jeez he was right! My mind flashed back to when I took advantage of his vulnerable state. Maybe I mistreated him as well. 

"F*ck..." I sighed, raking my hand through my hair and bit my lip. "I guess you're right."

At this point we both looked as guilty as eachother. "Well? What did you do if you didn't have sex?" David asked with a small laugh.

"He just had a shower and...other stuff happened." I hid a smirk by drinking more of my beer. David caught on quickly though and gave me a knowing sort of look. That was the thing I loved about being best friends with David. We could just exchange glances and we would understand what we were trying to say. Even if he was a dick sometimes, I was friends with him because I'd known him forever.

"So do you like him then?" He asked, smiling and sitting back down on the couch. He kicked his feet up and relaxed with his beer. A stupid, cheeky grin spread its way across his face.

I thought of Ian's big blue eyes and adorable blushing face. The first time I saw him all I could think was 'Cute, Cute, Cute.' He really was amazing. It was clear Ian had a crush on me and that's what made him so irresistable.

He was terrible at hiding his feelings and watching how flustered he got over anything I did was so amusing and cute to watch. That's why I lost control earlier when we were alone.

"Yes. I do like him." I smiled.